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<title>clouds - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>clouds</b></p>
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<p>published: 10-13-2015</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>it’s always a beautiful feeling when the clouds combine<br />
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and spill into each other<br />
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there’s always something pulling<br />
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something giving<br />
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and that silent understanding<br />
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that these moments are only theirs<br />
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and the wind floats by<br />
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on silver wings<br />
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and brushes through<br />
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reminding them that time is flying by<br />
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even though time is a human creation<br />
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and therefore doesn’t exist</p>
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<p>when it’s time for the clouds to leave<br />
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they leave slowly<br />
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as if trying to escape their fate</p>
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